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miles distant. As the cavalcade approached the tents, hundreds 
of men, unwashed and unshorn, cursing and reeling in their ine¬ 
briation, came around the carriage. Dr. Stringfellow was the 
officer of the day of this “ law-and-order ” crowd. He ordered 
the prisoners to alight, and immediately closed the doors upon 
their wives. Their tears fell like rain, and, distinctly above the 
cursing, that “ all should be served alike,” “ men and women 
should be strung up together,” were heard their sobs, which came 
from hearts near bursting. The suspense, the untold weight of 
bitterness crowded into these moments of separation from their 
husbands, having fearful reason to suppose it was the last earthly 
parting, cannot be measured in words. But Stringfellow was 
inexorable. He said “ the northern press would say he had taken 
women prisoners, and it should not be said.” When the hearts 
of some of the invaders had softened at their distress, and they 
promised to do all they could for the protection of the prisoners, 
Dr. Stringfellow said, “Mark my words; if any resistance is 
offered at Lawrence, or any attempt made to rescue the prisoners, 
the orders are to shoot them first of all.” 
Mrs. J. asked him, “ could she be safe in driving a team to 
Lawrence and back again, to bring some bedding and clean clothes 
for Mr. J. ? ” Stringfellow said yes, but she soon learned that the 
span of large bay horses and the carriage she had already there, 
were “ pressed ” into the service, and could not be taken from 
camp. Mr. J.’s brother had been driven away at the point of 
the bayonet. She, with Mrs. B., then returned to Judge Wake¬ 
field’s in the Westport hack, whose driver offered them seats. 
Taking his horses from the plough, Judge W. sent a son to carry 
the ladies to Lawrence. They returned as quickly as possible, 
and, before sundown, through the wet grass, with clean clothing on 
their arms, they went to the camp. The carriage-bed was car¬ 
ried into the tent to keep them from the wet ground, and, with 
some comfortables, a bed was made. The ladies then returned 
to Judge W.’s. About two o’clock a. m., Mr. Jenkins also ar 
rived there, having been released. His horses had broken from 
the camp, and, during the night, Judge W.’s horses had been 
stolen. Mr. J. went to Lawrence on foot, and returned with 
